I'm taking over my body. Back in control, no more shotty. I bet a lot of me was lost, t's uncrossed and i's undotted. I fought it a lot. And it seems a lot like flesh is all I got. Not anymore, flesh out the door. Swat. I must've forgot, you can't trust me. I'm open a moment and close when you show it. Before you know it, I'm lost at sea. And now that I write and think about it. And the story unfolds.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6309 | 2020-04-24 17:59:54 | 91.93 | 98% |
| 1910 | 2020-03-11 23:57:56 | 82.76 | 98% |
| 1031 | 2020-02-05 23:17:18 | 81.11 | 97% |
| 22 | 2020-01-29 21:53:40 | 71.25 | 98% |